After a few breaths, everyone descended to the four thousand feet of the Ice Abyss.
"Master, this cold is simply terrible!"
"I feel that with my current strength, I can't enter Wuqianzhang!"
At this moment, Lu Jun shrank his body and looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"Why can't you enter five thousand feet?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian turned his head and looked at Lu Jun, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"Boss, I think this old bastard wants to cheat!"
Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his face was full of ferocity.
"Cheating?"
"I'm afraid he won't dare even if I give him some courage!"
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and an evil smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
Lu Jun was left with a soul mark by him. How dare he cheat in front of Mo Wentian
Unless he didn't want to die, he wouldn't dare to violate Mo Wentian in the slightest.
"Master, my limit is up to 4,500 feet. I really can't go any further!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian had no obvious response, Lu Jun said in a deep voice.
"In that case, then go up!"
"But before you go up, you need to tell me about the description of that ancient book!"
Lu Jun's voice came to his ears again. Mo Wentian turned around and saw Lu Jun shrinking his body, his face pale as if he couldn't bear it.
He coughed lightly, looked at Lu Jun, and said calmly.
"Yes, Master!"
"That ancient book is a somewhat incomplete one. The first page of the ancient book seems to have been torn off on purpose!"
"That ancient book has a sallow color with age. It should be the only ancient book like that in this ice abyss. As long as that ancient book is still at the bottom of the abyss, the master will definitely be able to find it!"
Lu Jun didn't hesitate at all, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he answered respectfully.
"Um!"
"You go up first!"
"After you go up, go to the demon tribe and help Fan Zeng and Xiao Jinghen subdue your demon disciples. Remember what you promised me, that your demon disciples should surrender. If they don't surrender, then kill them all! "
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was full of coldness.
"Yes, Master!"
Hearing this, Mr. Lu bowed slightly and answered respectfully.
The next moment, the figure flashed and headed directly towards the exit of the Ice Abyss.
"Boss, you just let him go up there?"
"Yes, boss, it turns out that there is no ancient book at the bottom of the Ice Abyss, so you just let him go. This..."
Seeing Lu Jun's figure disappear into the ice abyss, Xiaojiao came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and asked quickly.
At this moment, Xiaojiao had just finished speaking, and before Mo Wentian could reply, Huantian's voice came from the Wentian Pavilion.
There was a look of confusion on their faces.
"If that ancient book really does not exist in this ice abyss, even if Lu Jun stays here, it will have no effect."
A cold voice sounded, and a cold glint flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, you are right!"
"You have planted a soul mark on Mr. Lu. His life and death depend on your thoughts. He will not disobey you. And judging from the way he can't bear it, it really doesn't look like he is pretending!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian's voice in Wentian Pavilion came to Mo Wentian's mind again.
"That's right!"
"For Mr. Lu, I have other plans!"
A faint light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said coldly.
"What's the plan?"
Xiaojiao's eyes were full of doubts.
"Jun Lu is the ancestor of the Demon Clan and is loved by everyone. His status in the hearts of the Demon Clan disciples is very important!"
"Even if he puts the Demon Clan's disciples in shame and loses the Demon Clan's face in a battle with this emperor, his influence in the Demon Clan is still there."
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said indifferently.
"I understand, boss!"
"Boss, I understand too!"
The next moment, the voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian reached Mo Wentian's ears at the same time.
"As long as you understand!"
"Let's go down quickly, Tianhu is still waiting for us!"
"Huantian, in Wentian Pavilion, take good care of Tianhu. If anything happens to her, tell me immediately!"
Hearing the voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian suddenly enlightened, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly.
But in the next moment, he seemed to remember something, his face suddenly became serious, and his voice was deep.
"Don't worry, boss!"
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Huantian's hearty voice resounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Little Jiao, let's go!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian shouted coldly, increased his speed, and led the little dragon towards the depths of the Ice Garden.
A quarter of an hour passed again.
Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao have reached the position eight thousand feet away from the Ice Abyss.
For some reason, as he went deeper into the ice abyss, in addition to the cold air getting colder, Mo Wentian could also clearly feel that the density of the air seemed to have increased.
No matter what movement technique he used, his speed just slowed down.
"Boss, it seems we can't move as fast as we want!"
Xiao Jiao also seemed to have noticed something unusual. He stuck his head out from Mo Wentian's arms, looked at Mo Wentian, and said coldly.
"It's really not easy in this ice abyss!"
Feeling the cold and strange aura around him, a cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, let's be careful!"
Xiaojiao glanced around, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.
"You have to be careful when you put your head in!"
Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and put Xiao Jiao's head into his arms. His eyes scanned the surroundings, full of vigilance.
A quarter of an hour passed again.
Mo Wentian and Xiao Jiao only walked less than a thousand feet in this quarter of an hour.
One person and one dragon arrived at the position nine thousand feet away from the Ice Abyss.
"Finally only a thousand feet!"
Holding on to the ice-condensed abyss wall, Mo Wentian took a deep breath and said in a cold voice.
"Boss, the deeper you go, the harder it will be to walk on this road!"
"We probably won't be able to walk the remaining thousand feet in a quarter of an hour!"
At this moment, the little dragon stuck out his head again, looking into the depths of the ice abyss, and said with a cold light in his eyes.
"If you can't walk to the end in a quarter of an hour, then walk in two quarters of an hour!"
A firm look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, let's continue now?"
Xiao Jiao let out a long breath, then raised the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.
"continue!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian instantly stood up straight, as if he had been given a shot of blood, and walked towards the bottom of the Ice Abyss with the little dragon in tow.